Dont get me wrong, I love being Indian, but what I dont love is perverted uncles, nosey Aunties, and worst of all outdated rules and traditions.
Were living in a 21st century world. We should all be able to date and love whomever we choose. Unless, of course he’s a loser Eastern European model who brought nothing to the table, other than his good lucks and charm. He also took great photos…yes I’m superficial! Oops! 🤷🏻♀️
Nothing is sacred from the probing aunties questions; Weddings, parties, hell even at funerals, you will always have that rude auntie who pries into your love life like the tax man in audit mode.
“Why arent you married?”
“Don’t you want to be?”
“You’re not exactly young”
“Don’t you want children?”
Blah, blah, blah…the list of judgmental questions and verbal bullshit is never ending.
Rather then smile and nod politely, I love to give them my “Sam shock value.”
Depending on my mood, and how savage I’m feeling at the moment I have a few different responses.
Here’s two of my favorites:
“Actually Auntie i am dating, his name is DeShawn. He owns a Chicken and Waffle joint called “DamnShawn!” He’s African American and I think he’s “The One!”
“I’m dating a girl named Radhika, she works in waste management and is an expert an assembling Ikea furniture.” Their faces drop and I finish off with “Oh didn’t you know? I’m a lesbian, in fact your daughter was my first kiss!” Boom. *Drops mic exits scene left.
After a few incidents like this, every nosey auntie will know better than to open their judgemental mouths.